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Mabel went up to the attic room, flopping onto her bed. It had been an exhausting day, especially since she was around people so much, not to mention the government people and all the gravity anomalies and the realization that Stan had a twin. She looked over at the empty bed across from her and blinked back tears. A lot of things made more sense now. Like how much Stan had seemed to understand. But he got his twin back. She would never get hers back.

She rolled onto her side towards the wall and grabbed a stuffed animal, biting her lip. She didn’t want to cry more. She cried too much. People needed her to be happy. She was Mabel, she was supposed to be happy. But now she was alone and could just... rest.

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"You remind me of someone.” Lestat smiled and tapped a sharp, white fingernail against his bottom lip, freshly blushing with hot mortal blood. “I adore meeting people like you; people who crave knowledge, who stay up until all hours of the earliest days and the latest of nights, scrounging for the answers to life’s questions and whatever else lurks deep inside of your mortals minds. It’s quite attractive, tantalizing. I can tell you of your down dreams, you know? If you will allow me, I can recite to you every dream you ever would have had in your life, especially the ones that have slipped away from your memory’s desperate grasp.Every lost idea, memory, and secret. You interest me. You know great things, do you not? What is your name?

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❝No chance, Ford, I'm gonna--❞

Stan's voice was cut short as cuffs clasped around his wrists SHARPLY, pulling him down to the floor with no more gentility than was shown to Ford, leaving him knelt before the demon as his captive. Turning to the INTRUDING twin, Bill grabbed a handful of his hair to yank his head upwards and ensure the two met eachother's eyes, allowing Ford a good look at his new toy.

❝You're going to WHAT, wise guy?❞

The SADISTIC amusement was thick on Bill's tone, fingers releasing the man's hair so he could circle around him. Halting in place behind Stanley, he stared up at Ford with a palpable excitement. He could do SO MUCH like this.

❝-- How about that equation NOW, Sixer?❞

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When he opened his eyes, everything was quiet.

Well, not completely quiet, the sound of faint music could be heard coming from somewhere nearby, though he couldn’t place the tune. That alone was a bit unnerving – why couldn’t he place it?

His gaze then fell on the man at his feet, and his eyes widened. Was that...Stanford??! It was like he’d slipped into some weird dream, though whose exactly he couldn’t be sure. A quick survey of himself revealed little, since he was wrapped in blankets, but something just FELT off about all this. After sitting there and contemplating it a moment or two, he realized what wasn’t quite right.

There was something in front of his eye.

Well, half of it anyway, something like hair. Did he have hair now? That was new. Or was he inside a human? A slow wink on each side answered that question, confirming he had binocular vision.What that meant though, he hadn’t the slightest idea. He tried to move an arm out of the blankets, but after a moment or two he decided it wasn’t worth the effort. He still felt a little cold anyway, for some reason.

Instead, Bill resigned himself to stare down at Stanford, and waiting until the man awoke. It wouldn’t be the first time he watched the man sleep after all, and it wasn’t like he had anything better to do. Besides, any more sudden movements would probably wake the crabby old man up anyway.

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That banging was especially loud, as knocking over several bins would likely be and it startled the blue dream demon badly enough for him to let out a squeal and half throw himself into the nearest bush. It was several moments before Will moved back out, blushing and giving a nervous chuckle; rubbing his upper arms for some form of comfort. “Heh……just bins….”

He hoped that was all it was, the mystery shack was suspiciously empty today and it was setting the bluenette on edge; practically creeping around corners and hardly daring to even try and go inside. The barrier didn’t seem to work on him but chances of it being a trick to get him in trouble got higher the longer he was left alone without instruction.

“Hope nobody heard that…..”

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